|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
 Posted: Wed Dec 30, 2009 9:33 pm
Captian Asshat We've all experienced death. Some are better at coping with it. Some are hit harder by it. One of my best friends in the world died at the beginning of 2009. Froze to death on the river. It hit all of us (my group of friends) so hard. We would just go to school, sit in the library, and cry with each other. I remember the first weekend of work after Jed died. It was like that. Everyone had this look on their face. There were like six of us sitting outside before work, and normally we're all goofing around, but we were all quiet and some of us were crying. We all just sat there, together.. it was like that on break too. I lost my best friend too.. October 24th..
|
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Feb 20, 2010 5:21 am
Yesterday, a coworker of mine died.
His name and title was Chief Electrician's Mate John Conyers. To his wife, he was John. And to his children, he was Dad. He deserved all of those titles with the upmost respect, and he will be missed dearly by friends and family alike.
I don't know him all that well. Never got the privilege to work with him. We used to be in the same duty section. But I can safely say that he was one of the good guys. A real leader, which is something we lack nowadays where I work. He'd do what he had to do, and work hard to give his people a good deal. He was the kind of person that you could approach with in confidence that he'd help you. He legitimately cared for our well being, and was an all-around good guy to know.
He died doing what everyone would consider to be normal work. Finished with the maintenance, they were racking back in a 450 volt breaker into a load center. Due to an extremely unfortunate accident, he touched the top of the still-racked out breaker, and was electrocuted. He probably has done that thousands of times; something that no one would expect would end like this. It is truly unfortunate, and, to me, reminds me of just how dangerous my job really is.
This unfortunate incident happened yesterday, on Friday. The day itself just felt weird from the beginning, when I first woke up. Like something was off, but I just couldn't put my finger on it. We go home early, and I take a nap, finding out just after I wake up.
I cried for a good bit. I don't know why, but it just affected me so much. I couldn't possibly describe it to do it justice. It left me feeling... meh. Like I can't even be made to do anything right now. I want to go and visit a friend, but I can't even make myself leave my room.
All my friends and coworkers have sent their condolences on facebook, a group dedicated to that man already made, honoring everything he's done. I feel slightly awkward to post anything on there. Here, I will honor that man.
Chief, you are a great man. Knowing you was an honor and privilege for me and everyone else on the Reagan. I send my condolences to your wife and kids, and wish them well. And to you, Chief, I say this: you are one of the best out there, and we will all miss you. I hope you can look down on us with a smile on your face, as we all hold a piece of you in our hearts.
Goodbye, Chief John Conyers. May you rest in peace.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu May 27, 2010 7:12 pm
Death is the undenialble reality. There is no escape. It really...sucks. I've had family members die. My Grandma, and just a couple of weeks ago, my Aunt. Life is not beautiful, it sucks.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
